ARJUN vs ZAHEER

[Greenwood]

Update 69




College Campus – Late Morning
Location: Library ke bahar ka corner, peepal ke ped ke neeche
Subah ka dhoop filtered hai… patton ke beech se soft rays zameen par motiyon jaise bikhre hue. Campus mein aaj thoda extra halka-pan tha — shaayad mid-week calm, ya phir dilli wale competition ka high.
Ammu library se nikal rahi thi, kuch loosely held books ke saath. Light blue kurti mein, baal half-clipped, halki thakan aankhon mein… par uske lips par ek chhupa hua muskaan — jaise raat uske andar ab bhi chal rahi ho.
Arjun samne se aa raha tha, white full-sleeves shirt folded till elbows, jeans aur ek grey bag shoulder pe. Uski chal me wo usual confidence tha… lekin jaise jaise wo nazdeek aata gaya, uske kadam dheeme hone lage.
Dono ek dusre ke samne rukte hain… koi baat nahi hoti. Sirf aankhen milti hain.
Ammu
Bas halki si aankhon ko jhuka ke muskurati hai. Lekin us muskaan mein ek sharam thi… raat ki yaadon ka bhar tha… aur ek kasak bhi… kuch adhoora reh gaya tha jaise.
Arjun
Thoda sa paas aake rukta hai. Uski aankhon mein ek aur level ka warmth tha… jisme possessiveness bhi thi… aur wo frustration bhi jo sirf chhupi reh jaati hai jab kisi rishte ko pura kehne ke liye lafz nahi milte.
Arjun
Aaj time pe so gayi thi?
Ammu ka cheek slight pink ho jaata hai. Uski fingers book ke corner ko thoda sa kheenchti hain.
Ammu
Tum to soye hi kab the?
Arjun ka smirk halki saans ke saath fade ho jata hai. Wo bas aankhon se uska chehra dekh raha hota hai — jaise kal raat ka har second uske retina pe carved ho.
Ammu
(bohot dheere se, nazar na mila kar)
Sab theek tha na?
Arjun
Haan… matlab… tum theek ho?
Thodi der dono chup rehte hain. Background mein thodi door koi ghanti bajti hai, lekin un dono ke beech sirf unsaid pause chalta rehta hai.
Ammu
(softly, aankhon mein halki nami le aake)
Shayad hum dono hi… thoda sa ruk gaye the.
Arjun
Bas… shayad sahi waqt pe nahi the.
Ammu uski taraf dekhti hai. Arjun ke aankhon mein kuch tha — raat ka dard, raat ka dahan, Us pal mein, kuch kehkar bolna zaroori nahi tha. Dono ke beech bas ek aankhon ki taal-mel thi… jisne confess bhi kiya aur samjha bhi. Unke beech wo baat nahi thi jo kisi ko samjhani padti hai… wo baat thi jo sirf mehsoos hoti hai.
Delhi – Competition Venue Canteen, Evening

Canteen ke ek kone mein ek simple si wooden table ke paas do steel chairs… unhi par baith kar zaheer aur shanu apna dinner kar rahe hote hain. Collage ke baaki staff thoda door kisi formal document ya schedule ki baat kar rahe the… matlab abhi kuch der ke liye ye dono truly alone the.
Shanu ne apne plate me spoon se pulao ghoomaya… zaheer abhi bottle ka cap khol raha tha. Do rounds ho chuke the competition ke… aur dono ne kaafi ache se perform bhi kiya tha. Lekin energy dono ki halki si drained thi.
Zaheer
(bite lete hue)
Do round aur bach gaye… kal ka din thoda tough hoga. Elite teams aa rahi hai.
Shanu
(smirk karte hue)
Mujhe to sirf ek elite partner mila hai… baki sab to easy hai.
Zaheer
(giggling, lean hoke)
Tu toh waise bhi har answer se pehle meri taraf dekhti hai. Kya kar rahi hoti hai… hint maangti hai ya nazar lagati hai?
Shanu
(mock serious tone)
Main to bas confirm karti hoon… ki meri choice sahi hai ya nahi.
Zaheer
(smiling, leans in more)
Aur agar kabhi teri choice galat ho jaaye…?
Shanu
(ek spoon se thoda rice uske plate me girate hue)
To main… tujhe punish karungi. Jaise class me extra home work milta hai.
Zaheer
Double meaning alert...
(laughs)
Ab tu bata, punishment me kya hota hai? Notes likhwaegi ya late night call pe rula degi?
Shanu
(soft but teasing)
Nahi… tujhe mere questions ke jawab dene honge. Without options.
Zaheer
(smirking)
Without options? Matlab open ended… matlab dangerous.
Shanu
(voice thodi slow aur soft ho jati hai)
Main bhi dangerous hoon zaheer… jab team mate se zyada ban jaati hoon.
Ek pal ke liye dono ki aankhen milti hain. Shanu ka spoon uski plate me ruk gaya tha. Zaheer apne haath ka elbow table pe tikaye, apni aankhon se uska chehra padh raha tha…
Silence… warm, loaded silence.
Zaheer
(teasing whisper)
Agar tu itni hi dangerous hai… to dekhte hain kal ke quiz me kaun kis pe bhari padta hai.
Shanu
(husky tone, aankhen thodi narrowed)
Kal ke quiz ka kya… main to raat ke baad ka soch rahi hoon…
Zaheer ka spoon haath me thama reh gaya… ek second ke liye uska throat dry ho gaya. Shanu uski halat enjoy kar rahi thi.
Zaheer
(smiling with a tiny gulp)
Kya matlab madam?
Shanu
(blinks slowly)
Matlab… team work, zaheer. Jab sab so rahe honge… hum practice karenge. Rounds ke liye.
Zaheer
Thoda lean hota hai, aur dheere se
Quiz ke… ya hum dono ke beech jo tension hai uske?
Shanu
(half smile, bites lip)
Dono.
Ek pal ke liye dono ke beech table ka distance sabse bada mazak ban gaya…
aur canteen ka wo kona — sabse intimate battlefield.
Delhi Guest House – Night

Kamra halka sa thanda tha, AC ki halki humming ke saath ek shaant si raat ki vibe thi. Shanu abhi bathroom se nikal kar aayi thi — apna denim dungaree adjust karti hui, uske neeche pehna hua plain white T-shirt thoda damp tha… she had just splashed water on her face to freshen up.
Zaheer already room me tha. Ek loose white t-shirt aur comfortable black trousers me… ek haath se apna phone rakhte hue wo just table lamp on karta hai.
Zaheer
(looking at her with a casual smirk)
Ready ho gaya tumhara dangerous revision session?
Shanu
(hands on her waist, playful glare)
Tum to darr gaye lagta hai. Padhai ka naam sunte hi table lamp jala diya?
Zaheer
(laughs)
Lamp to jala diya… dekhna tumhare sawaalon se main hi na jalkar reh jaun.
Shanu aankhon se uski taraf ek soft teasing nazar daalti hai aur phir bed ke corner par aa kar baith jaati hai. Zaheer bhi doosre side par tik jaata hai, beech me ek open notebook aur ek pen.
Shanu
(while pretending to read)
To zaheer… batayein, agar kisi partner ka focus competition se zyada uski aankhon me ho… to uska solution kya hoga?
Zaheer
(leans forward, smile deepening)
Solution simple hai… partner ki aankhon se padhai karni chahiye. Notes ki jagah wahan answers mil jaate hain.
Shanu
(smiling, voice lowers a bit)
To ab dekh… main padh rahi hoon… tera chehra.
Zaheer ki aankhen blink karti hain… uske haathon me pen tha lekin woh kabka freeze ho chuka tha. Shanu jaise har baat me do meaning bhar deti thi… aur uska confidence, uski aankhon ki teasing… pure fire thi.
Zaheer
(half-whisper)
Agar tu aise padhayi karegi… to mujhe kuch bhi yaad nahi rahega.
Shanu uske thoda aur kareeb jaake bed pe ulta let jaati hai, sir uski taraf karte hue. Dungaree ka strap uske kandhe se halka sa sirak gaya tha, magar usne casually usse ignore kiya.
Shanu
(softly)
To kya karein? Quiz ke naam pe sirf aankhon me questions aur jawabon ka safar ho raha hai.
Zaheer bhi dheere se uski taraf lean karta hai. Uske chehre par ek mix tha — seriousness aur desire ka. Notebook beech se slide ho gayi thi… dono ke beech ka faasla ab utna hi tha jitna kisi ek saans ke beech.
Zaheer
(dheere se)
Shanu… main har round me strong hoon. Lekin… tu meri weakness ban jaaye to?
Shanu
(soft laugh, aankhon me chamak)
To main tujhe jeetne bhi doongi… aur har round me thoda thoda haarne bhi.
Zaheer ke haath uske paas padhi ek choti si clip ki taraf badhte hain, uske baal piche karta hai. Ek moment ka silence… camera jaise slow ho jaata hai.
Unki aankhen sirf ek dusre ko padhti hain. Shanu uski t-shirt ke collar se halke se kheenchti hai…
Shanu
(whispers)
Ready ho… quiz revision ke liye?
Zaheer
(smirks, softly)
Shabd kam… feel zyada.
Lights dim ho jaati hain… lamp ki roshni sirf unki silhouettes pe padti hai. Shanu bed se khadi hoti hai apni Dungaree ka ek aur strap apne shoulder se down karti hai jo ki halki si movement me slip ho jaata hai,
Or uski dungaree dekhte hi dekhte niche khisak jati hai... andar shanu ek white tshirt or ek boyshorts type black panty me thi... wo dhire se zaheer ke paas aati hai uski aankho me dekhti hai or uski god apne dono per uske dono side karke beth jati hai... zaheer ek pal ke liye blank ho jata hai lekin fir wo zaheer ka haath apne haath ke upar rakh leti hai
Shanu
Kya bolta hai qureshi... Competition me lamba tik payega ya nahi
Zaheer apne dono hath uske hips par le aata hai support ke liye or shanu apni dono baahein uske gale me daal deti hai...
Shanu slowly uske chest ke upar haath rakhti hai — zaheer ki t-shirt ke kapde se uski warmth mehsoos hoti hai. Uska finger ek light sa circle banata hai wahan, bina kuch bole. Zaheer uske is gesture se thoda breathless ho jata hai.

Zaheer (taking her wrist gently)
Agar tu aur karegi na… to mere dimaag se poora competition delete ho jayega.
Shanu (smirks)
Main chah rahi hoon ki tu mujhe yaad rakhe… har round se pehle. Har answer se zyada.
Dono ab bed ke edge se center ki taraf slide ho chuke the — zaheer ab half-lying posture me tha, aur shanu uske upar thoda lean karke uski t-shirt ke fabric me ungliyon se halki si grip banaye huye thi.
Shanu ke baal uske cheek pe gir rahe the… aur zaheer ne unhe ek baar firse piche kiya, lekin is baar uska haath uske jawline tak gaya… thoda linger kiya.
Shanu (soft breath)
Kabhi socha tha… ki tu mujhe is tarah dekhega?
Zaheer (huskily)
Main har baar sochta tha. Par har baar dar lagta tha… ki agar tu door chali gayi to?
Shanu (absolutely still, whispers)
Aaj ruka kyun hai… le ja mujhe wahan jahan sirf hum ho.
Zaheer uska haath pakadta hai, aur dheere se usse apne paas kheenchta hai. Shanu ab uski chest pe let gayi hai, dono ki saansein synchronize hone lagi hain.
Kuch der ke liye sab kuch silent ho gaya…
…sirf heartbeat sunayi deti hai. Ek dusre ke skin ki heat. Unka proximity. Ek shared stillness — jisme kuch kaha nahi gaya, lekin sab samajh aa gaya.
Zaheer ka haath uski back ke lower curve tak jata hai, woh apna face uske baalon me chhupa deta hai.
Zaheer (softly)
Tu mera home ban gayi hai, Shanu.
Shanu (uski t-shirt ko thoda aur kas ke pakad ke)
Aur tu mera risk… jo har baar lena chahti hoon.
Light fade ho jaati hai… zaheer as it position me let jata hai or shanu apne dono hatho se apna loose white tshirt bhi remove kar deti hai... Zaheer ki saansein tez hone lagti hai or uske chote zaheer me ab harkat hone lagti hai jo shanu ko uske upar bethne se ehsaas ho jata hai ... Zaheer ki aankho ke samne shanu ke wo 32 size ke not big lekin sexy ballons hote hai ek black designing bra me qaid... Shanu apne hath se zaheer ka hath pakad kar apni chest tak le aati hai or apne ballons par rakh deti hai... Or ek sigh leti hai apni gardan ko piche mod kar, zaheer bhi apni aankhein band kar leta hai or uske hath ab apne ap shuru ho jate hai bra ke upar se shanu ki chhati ko raundane me... Bilkul tight or round shape ke uske wo chuche zaheer ke mote qasaiana hatho me qaid they... Zaheer ki body wese bhi solid thi butcher giri ka kaam karte huye or wo apna zor shanu ke boobs par shanu ko feel karwa raha tha... Wo shanu ke chuche pakad kar hi use niche khich leta hai apne upar or shanu ek siski ke sath uske muh ke qareeb ja girti hai or dono ki wild kissing start hoti hai... Dono ek hi rhythm me apne hont chala rahe hote hai or aisa lag raha mano ki saalon se yeh bhookh unke andar thi... Shanu ne apne hatho se hi zaheer ki tshirt ko uski chest tak utha diya or uski trouser ko unbutton karne lagi... Fir ek lamba kiss todte huye shanu ne uske gale chahere or fir uski body par kiss karne start kiye... Or uski pant bhi utarne lagi.... Pant utarte hi zaheer ka wo v cut underwear or uska wo mota bulge shanu ki aankho ke samne tha... Shanu Kuch der use dekhti hai or fir uski thighs par kiss karte huye uski pant puri nikal deti hai or zaheer bhi uski bra unhook kar deta hai... Dono is moment par bahut hot or seductive lag rahe they jaha zaheer bottom less to shanu topless thi .. zaheer uski chuchiyo ki achi khabar leta hai or chusne me koi kami baki nahi rakhta... Shanu ab fully charged ho chuki thi zaheer ko apni jawani saunpne ke liye or iski taraf badhte huye wo zaheer ke upar aa gayi... Or ek jhatke me uska wo underwear bhi nikal diya... Ab jo shanu ne dekha shayd uski kalpana bhi usne nahi ki thi... Zaheer ka wo saaf chamakdar musal loda uski aankho ke samne tha zaheer bhi ek naughty smile deta hai Jese ki keh raha ho, ki aaja ab bhid tu .. or shanu apni gardan hila kar use salami deti hai uske lode ke liye... Fir shanu uska lund pakadti hai or dhire dhire uspe bethne lagti hai,use beinteha drad hone lgta Hai kyoki ek virgin saaf kuwari choot ek aise lund ki sawari karne wali thi jiske liye hi shayd collage me kisi ne koi aahh bhari ho, zaheer ki shakhsiyat collage ke baki ladko se alag thi, na wo kabhi kisi ladki ke piche bhaga or na usne kisi ko bhav diya... Inface anwar madam jaisa karara milf maal bhi usne kabhi apne sir nahi chadne diya, jabki baki launde anwar madam ke upar chadhna chahte they... Ab shanu comfortable ho chuki thi zaheer ke lund par or uski aankho ke aansu sukh chuke they, usne ab apne baalo ko bandhna start Kiya or zaheer ke dhakko ke sath apni kamar sync karke uske lund ki sawari karne lagi... Pure room me dono aahhh ohhhh or thap thap ki aawaz aa rahi thi or aaye bhi kyu na dono hi apni jawani ke charam par they, apni virginity apni marzi se todne wale malik... Kuch 7 8 minute baad zaheer ne shanu ki kamar pakad kar use apne niche le liya or fir shuru ki apni railgaadi... Dhakke par dhakka or shanu ke muh se madak siskiya, yehi siskiya thi jo uska josh doguna kar rahi thi... Apni premika ko is roop me dekh kar har shakhs pagal ho jayega or uski sawari karna chahega,zaheer ne bhi wahi kiya... Shanu ke invitation ko dono hatho se qubool kiya or uski choot ki chutney banane me koi kasar na baki rakhi


Unki saansen ek ho chuki thi. Shanu uske chest ke paas apna face rakh deti hai, aur Zaheer uske baalon me apni fingers chalaata hai — slow, comforting, like music.
Zaheer ke lips uski shoulder ke paas ruk jaate hain — not rushed, not hungry, just... grateful.
Shanu
(breath catching)
Tere haath mujhe chhute nahi… mujhe samajhte hain.
Zaheer
(gently)
Tujh tak pahuchne ke liye mujhe shabd ki zarurat kab thi?
Camera unki intertwined fingers pe zoom karta hai — thodi der baad un fingers ka grip tighten hota hai.
Uske baad… kuch pal soundless hote hain — sirf white bedsheet ke folds, moonlight ki shifting shadow aur do bodies jo ek rhythm mein move kar rahi hain — not lustfully, but like poetry unfolding.
Shanu ki breath kabhi tez hoti hai, kabhi soft… aur uske lips par ek smile, jo kehti hai — yeh mera ghar hai.
Zaheer uski aankhon me dekhkar sirf ek sentence bolta hai —
Main tujhe sirf chhoone nahi, yaad rakhna chahta hoon.
Aur woh raat… ek yaad ban jaati hai.
Ek ehsaas jisme bed kisi battlefield jaisa nahi, ek sanctuary ban gaya — jahan zaheer ne har kiss me shanu ko respect diya, har touch me uska bharosa samjha.
Lights dim ho jaati hai.
Last frame — dono ek dusre ki baahon mein, calm… safe… and finally whole.